Martin Variety in American Comics

"You are doing well, no one sacrifice or even seriously injured, you should be praised!"

Martin gave a thumbs up to these young people.

The members of the team looked at the robots standing in front of them, opened their mouths, and saw Mars Hunting from the robot's body realized that this was Martin.

The stars emerged in their eyes, and finally met the characters in the legend, and were happy.

They have heard that Martin has a different identity every day, but no matter what identity, he can do surprising things.

Now, before they see how Martin has done a new identity, they have been surprised by his new identity.

As soon as this surprise was transformed into joy, they heard Martin's praise.

Then, these young people pulled their heads down, like the eggplant beaten frost.

"Young people always want to prove themselves. This is understandable. But the battlefield is like this, and it is changing. No matter how thoroughly prepares before the war, you will still encounter various accidents during the battle. Especially you are like this. The team will often face such things! "

Martin stretched out his hand to touch the heads of these young people. Although his robotics were very large, they were sensitive and gave these young people comfort.

"You just officially participated in the operation for the first time. In the face of an accident beyond the plan or even the backup plan, there is no panic or sacrificing a person. This is very good!"

Newcomers are always the most sacrificed on the battlefield. No matter how harsh training is, it is always impossible to simulate the kind of ruthlessness on the battlefield.

Therefore, no one sacrificed this team, it was already very good.

"You return to the new city immediately, inform Clark's situation here, and then set off to investigate whether the countries or tribes that cooperate with us have encountered the same situation."

Martin made a task for these people who did not rest, and asked them to start immediately:

"Intelligence is important, your life is more important. I don't want any absolute secrets, but a comprehensive detailed investigation report. You are just a forward, and someone will support you soon."

The seven people of the team just experienced a fierce battle, but when they heard Martin's arrangement, they moved immediately without saying a word.

"Young people are always so impulsive, and they should invite some experienced people to bring them!"

The body of Mars hunter has completely recovered, as Martin said, the existence of the Mars is always so strange.

"Reality will teach their richest experience. Although cruel, they have to face it, and we have to let go."

Martin denied the opinion of Mars hunter, as long as he asked him to send more trained people to investigate information in a group way.

Although both of them can guess what the other party is playing, it is not a day's merit in Africa, and it is naturally not what they can do in a short time.

"Let's go, we should see that assassin!"

Martin beckoned to Mars hunter: "Even if you want to encourage the ambitionist of this country to engage in a coup, you should send a enemy of an enemy? But now, the other party not only does not hide himself, but even jumps out. Is it too late? "

"In your words, we don't need to guess, just ask them to ask them!"

The Mars hunter closed his eyes. The idea of ​​the entire battlefield rushed towards him like a tide, but was filtered by his strong willpower one by one, and finally found the assassin from hundreds of thousands of people.

Unlike a bald professor, Mars Hunter grew up in a smooth environment from an early age. He has parents and brothers, relatives and friends.

These things have developed his firm will, and even in the face of the worst environment, he can ensure that his thoughts are not shaken.

"The friend we are looking for is now talking about how to control the city with a warlord, and it has received the news you appear."

Mars hunter opened his eyes, pointed out the direction to Martin, and said what he saw on the surface of his conscious surface.

"You know these ambitionists, they are usually not excellent characters. This city is the largest range of their activities. As for rural and tribes outside the city, they do not want to touch or have the ability to touch."

Martin and Mars hunters understand how the interests of this world work. If those warlords have the ability to kill those clan elders, they will not just be a warlord.

"Even so, they are indeed not genius, but they have the ability to make this world into dung pits!"

Mars hunter is a bit pessimistic, hoping Martin can solve the matter here as soon as possible.

"This is not a problem with a city, and I don't plan to kill those warlord now."

Although the stability of these forces around, to a large extent determines the stability of the new city of justice, Martin does not intend to solve this problem with force.

Because he can't do it.

Of course, he can solve these warlords within a day, but their subordinates will soon inherit the positions of these warlords, and they are not just one.

The people around them have long been accustomed to the days when the armed forces are killed. Therefore, the involvement of violence not only cannot stabilize this situation, but also give birth to more unspeakable little crickets and make the surroundings even more chaotic.

"They are really cruel, we can't be peaceful!"

Mars hunter is very clear that if this chaos is not strongly suppressed in the early stage, it will soon develop into a national turmoil, which will lead to thorough erosion.

"Not necessarily!"

Although Martin said this, he did not explain the reason to the Mars hunter, and directly became a sports car and ran to the assassin's place.

Mars hunter didn't ask much, he blied his body and followed Martin tightly.

The sound of guns on the road is getting more and more loud, almost invisible buildings, more and more corpses, and the taste of smoke is getting stronger and stronger. Mixing the bloody smell makes people nauseous.

The government forces and rebels could not see other differences except their clothes, and they all turned into gun mobs, not different attacks.

Several waves of people saw Martin and wanted to occupy this beautiful sports car, but as soon as those people approached, Martin deformed his arms, knocked on their heads, and woke up their hearts.

"These guys are disgusting, and they do n’t look at the situation when they grabbing things. How much can a sports car be worth it?"

The level of Martin Tucao gradually approached the core area of ​​the city. The soldiers at the blockade became elite, and the weapons they took in their hands became extraordinary.

After approaching here, Martin became a humanoid, standing on the street, and fell directly on the roof.

Mars hunter fell on him, and used his ability to distort the surrounding light and shadow to turn him into an invisible locomotive.

The partner ran around the top of the building, cautiously passed through the collapsed houses, and finally saw the core of the rebels in front of the presidential palace and the assassins they were looking for.

"The entire street is covered with tanks and heavy artillery. This rebels are really rich!"

Martin didn't rush to show up. He looked down and saw a large number of military equipment piled up on the street in front of the presidential palace. It didn't look like a rebellion, but like a military and military exhibition.

"This is the third world country. It can break the firepower of heavy weapons, so Party B, which has mastered the armor, almost occupies an invincible place!"

"According to the convention, as long as the strong party is placed out of the equipment, the civil servants who know the phase should be obediently handled!"

Although Mars hunter did not say, of course, there was only one dead end.

Martin looked at the closed presidential palace, as well as soldiers who had not left around, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that this president is not a person who knows, so will this rebel be hit directly?"

Martin chose to observe its changes. While watching the assassin's action, you also need to see where the coup will go, and prepare for such things in the future.

"This unknown little white face, Lao Tzu left him, or even no money, he was not grateful to Dade!"

A fifty -year -old general fell his hat on the table and was extremely angry about the president's unknowingness.

The rules of the rebellion are the winners. In the past, those presidents who were overturned, who were lightly copied, and broke their wealth, and the family was all over.

"If you weren't worried that the Justice Alliance would intervene, Lao Tzu bombarded this broken door with a cannon and cut off the little white face!"

The veteran is always paying attention to the movement of the Justice League. In this area, only they have the power that can change everything at any time, so that people have to pay attention.

"Please rest assured, General of the General. The Justice Alliance is just a group of naive children for us. Even if they really dispatched, I have a way to block them."

The assassin wearing a black windbreaker said to the veteran, as if those fighters and puppets that were killed by Martin had never existed.

"Okay, it seems that it can only be rough!"

The veteran lost his patience. He originally believed that the so -called dish cooking human rights, only believed in the power in his hands.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"The artillery listened, and exploded me the damn door, and everyone rushed in. Finding the body, I appreciated him 100,000 US dollars; grabbed the living person, I gave one million!"

The old general took out the traditional art energy -sprinkle money, but sprinkled money.

Hearing this news, all the rebels screamed. Looking at the presidential palace not far away, the eyes were greener, just like the hungry wild wolf on the wasteland saw a piece of delicious flesh.

The conditions for rewarding are broadcast through the large speaker, and everyone has reached this strong condition, including things in the presidential palace.

When they heard a million figures, they couldn't help swallowing their spit, greedy thoughts also took root, and the people in their hands were holding a gun, and the whole person began to move.

"I know that everyone has heard the conditions given by the other party. One million is indeed difficult to refuse."

The president also spoke to the crowd: "With the reputation of this general, I must pay the bonus. Those who get this bonus can also leave this chaotic country, immigrate to the United States to the United States "" "

"But I want to remind you that not long ago, I have signed a series of agreements with the Justice Alliance as the president. Those superhumans will never let my plan be threatened. Lead to the general, but can the old general send someone to protect you from being revenge by the Justice Alliance? "

When the soldiers in the house heard the president's words, the eagerness was not so active.

These soldiers living on the African continent had no idea what the Justice League was before, until they saw the vast desert turned into an oasis and buildings rising from the ground every day, and they knew that they were not easy to mess with.

If it was just betrayal of the president, these soldiers who had experienced too many coups would not have any hesitation.

But thinking of the Justice League, they dared not move.

Those superhumans seemed to have no idea what the unspoken rules were. Every time they wanted to do something, they would always be attacked by the other side, especially that Superman, who could not even mess up his hair when the shells hit him.

Only lunatics would be their enemies for such a perverted character.

What's the difference between that and actively seeking death?

When Clark took action in Africa, he adjusted the strength of his hands appropriately, and still did not kill anyone, but he would not let those military ruffians who were no different from beasts feel good.

After a few exchanges, even if Clark had never really killed anyone, his "reputation" was widely spread from various channels among the people.

It's just that there are more people praising than scolding, and even the soldiers in the barracks dare not comment on this Superman casually.

"Justice League, that pretty boy thinks I'll be afraid if he hooks up with those fools?"

The old general looked down upon hearing the name of the Justice League.

He had been scheming all his life, and he hated those righteous and bright people the most.

If those people can live a happy life with this method, then what's the point of him torturing himself and others for a lifetime?

Is it because he is stupid and incompetent? This is absolutely impossible.

"Fire!"

As the order was issued, all the guns were aimed at the presidential palace, and shells flew into the presidential palace one by one.

Amid the gunfire and smoke, the gate reinforced with special steel collapsed, the wall collapsed, and the presidential palace was in chaos.

"Go in and catch that pretty boy. I'm going to peel off his skin and let everyone know who this piece of land belongs to?"

The infantrymen who had been prepared for a long time held old AK rifles and rushed to the blown-up gates and walls in a swarm. They fought for it, and no one was willing to fall behind, for fear that others would snatch the opportunity to catch the president and miss the opportunity to make money.

Just as the infantry rushed forward in a swarm, heavy machine guns suddenly appeared behind the blown-up gaps.

The man operating the machine gun pulled the trigger, and these lethal weapons began to spray flames outward, and bullets poured out like a rainstorm, covering the area in front of them in a fan-shaped manner.

The infantrymen who rushed to the front were instantly shot into a sieve, and fell limply to the ground, like a piece of soft meat without bones.

This way of dying is really miserable!

Many attacking soldiers saw the people around them fall down with their own eyes, and part of their bodies were taken away by the bullets of heavy machine guns, and the smell of blood got into their noses and entangled them tightly.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

The attack was repelled, and the angry old general cursed the people around him as trash, and then ordered the artillery to continue firing and bombarding.

Untrained troops are like this, they are good enough to know how to charge and how to retreat, so the side that relies on building defense has the advantage.

Large industrial creations can always give people confidence.

So, the old general stopped charging and ordered the artillery to bomb.

"Blow all these houses into ruins, I wonder where they can hide by then."

"It's our turn!"

After the rebels launched a charge, Martin decided to show up.

"This presidential palace is almost blown to slag, and you decide to intervene now?"

Mars Hunter really couldn't understand Martin's thoughts.

Martin said calmly: "Although the president has signed an agreement with us, he must prove to me that he has the ability to continue fighting. At least he can't run away in the middle of the battle."

"If something like that really happens, the money and materials invested are trivial. If a chain reaction is triggered, how many of you will take our things for free and run to the United States to become a millionaire."

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